Yi Xuan suddenly said this, not because he was joking with Yang Kai or being polite, but Yi Xuan suddenly thought that he could use this opportunity to make a fortune, because Mr. Wang had mentioned to him before, like this kind of world-class There is a handicap in the game, and the bet is even hundreds of millions. How can such a good opportunity not make a fortune? However, the boxers in the game cannot bet because they are afraid that the boxers will make fake punches, so if Yang Kai passes, he can make a good bet in his name.
Affirmed Yang Musheng’s strength, Yi Xuan was willing to learn from him in the following days, let alone Yang Musheng’s rules and regulations for the entire One World Fighting Competition, apart from the rules and regulations in the boxing law, there are also some rules on the game process. The tricks and so on in the game are all different, the more Yi Xuan learns, the more humbly, the more humbly, then the coach Yang will do his best.
In this way, a month passed quickly, the World Kickboxing Competition is about to begin, and Yi Xuan also has a brand new concept for the competition.
Strictly speaking, this game is not so popular compared to the World Boxing Championship, mainly because the free kick is not so famous. It is like football and basketball, although they are similar. It's a sport of the highest grade, but basketball always loses to football in its momentum.
However, this competition is still quite convincing in the industry. It is closer to a gray area. There is not much media broadcast. Almost all the people invited are core characters. Moreover, Yi Xuan has gained a lot from the communication with Yang Musheng. Knowing that the registration fee for this competition will cost hundreds of thousands, not to mention a considerable deposit. It can be said that the cost of participation is very high. No wonder small bosses like Yang Kai say that they are not capable of participating.
The contestants come from all over the world, some are young people who want to become famous in one fell swoop, some are professional managers who want to make a fortune by gambling boxing, and of course, enthusiasts like Mr. Wang who are not bad for money are indispensable.
Mr. Wang was traveling by a special plane. The advantage of this special plane is that you don’t need to go through any security checks. You can bring your things and sit in the back seat of the plane. Looking at the vast sea of clouds below, Yi Xuan is still a little nervous and excited, although I was not very happy before, but I really wanted to participate in this kind of world-class boxing match and compete against other fighters from all over the world. Of course, it felt like it was not ordinary.
This time he is not the only player. There is another boxer under Mr. Wang. He is in his thirties. He has a stable and powerful figure. He is very taciturn and doesn't know how strong he is. Xuan didn't care too much, but his attention in this meeting was all focused on his feet.
There was a suitcase at his feet, which contained most of his worth, a total of 200,000 U.S. dollars. It could have been carried with a card, but Yi Xuan found it troublesome for bank cards and a lot of restrictions on domestic and overseas. Simply exchanged for US dollars and carried it with you in a box. Anyway, Yi Xuan was sure of his abilities, so he took out most of his worth and was ready to take a refreshing look.
"Hey, what are you thinking about so much."
A warm body suddenly came over from the side, and a fragrant wind immediately filled Yi Xuan's nasal cavity. You don't need to guess Yi Xuan to know that it must be Wang Yating. He smiled and held the small hand extended by Wang Yating. The well-maintained slender jade hand was tender and smooth, and it felt as soft as boneless. The black-skinned eyes fired from the side, and he gave a cold snort and slammed. Tugging at the newspaper, holding it up to block the line of sight, flipping through two pages, but getting more and more unable to sit still, stood up, turned and entered the box inside.
In the box, Mr. Wang opened his notebook on the table in front of him. It seemed that he was typing some information into it. A Biao, who was next to him, waited on the side with a pleasing smile, and he didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.
Seeing Hei Pi coming in, President Wang raised his eyelids, threw his hands on the keyboard, and asked calmly, "How far is New York?"
Hei Pi originally had a grunting expression on his face when he came in. Hearing Mr. Wang's words, he immediately became weakened. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said respectfully: "There are still two hours left. "
He didn’t go out and stood there. Of course Mr. Wang knew that he had come to see him. He didn’t say anything, and he remained silent for a while. The black skin sulked, as if he wanted to say something. But after a long sigh, he didn't say anything.
"What's the matter?" Mr. Wang asked Hei Pi impatiently, looking at Hei Pi's eagerness to speak. He said that it was an inquiry rather than an interrogation.
Hei Pi walked two steps to the front of Mr. Wang’s table, and then said in a low voice: “That kid has become increasingly dishonest recently. He is walking very close to Ya Ting. I’m afraid of something wrong, and I will report to you. ."
"Oh, I see." Mr. Wang still looked at the computer with eyesight.
"Mr. Wang." Hei Pi looked at Mr. Wang's indifferent attitude, his eyes glared, and his tone was a little uncomfortable when he spoke, almost the two words spoken by biting his molars.
"What? You have to teach me how to control my niece?" President Wang finally took off his busy fingers on the keyboard, leaned against the chair, and looked at the black skin with contempt.
Hei Pi's face immediately stiffened: "Don't dare, I'm just worried..."
"Worry? When will it be your turn to worry about my niece? Heipi, you have to put yourself in the right position. Don't think about things you shouldn't think about, don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about." Mr. Wang said quietly. But his tone was stern, and his slightly narrowed eyes showed a chill, and A Biao shrank his neck as he watched.
Hei Pi seems to be very jealous of Mr. Wang. Don’t look at Mr. Wang’s usual smile and kindness. This kind of person turns his face ruthlessly. Maybe he shook his hand with you here and stabbed you behind him. He is no more than a thug. He didn't dare to be hard with Mr. Wang, so the ruthless expression on his face immediately collapsed, "Yes, then I will go out first." Hei Pi said respectfully.
"Wait, don't you look unpleasant? Sit in the room, don't go out to make yourself uncomfortable." After saying that, Mr. Wang stopped looking up, and started typing on the computer again.
Hei Pi didn't dare to disobey it, and sat down on the sofa by the door. The room immediately fell into a silent embarrassment. A Biao seemed to be very uncomfortable sitting there, black skin came in, the original flattering smile on his face was gone, and the skin of his eyes couldn't help twitching. After sitting for a while, I finally couldn't help but whispered: "I'm going to the bathroom." Actually, he didn't say this to someone, but he just made an excuse for himself and explained it to the two people in the room. Sure enough, Mr. Wang and Hei Pi didn't pay any attention to him. They brought him out this time just to see A Biao's usual cleverness and smoother communication with others, which is easier to use than the bodyguards who are always sturdy.
A Biao pouted his ass and backed out and closed the box door. Then he straightened and exhaled. Since the last time his finger was chopped, A Biao was more in awe of President Wang. Although he was a little bit angry, he didn't dare to show it. .
A Biao did not go to the bathroom as he said. Look outside Yi Xuan sitting in his seat and reading a magazine. Wang Ya Ting stopped struggling with Yi Xuan. She yawned and leaned on the sofa with her eyes closed, and A Biao walked over. Sitting in the place where Wang Yating had been sitting a moment ago, the same smile that was in front of President Wang was piled up on her face.
"Brother, I didn't bother you?" Yi Xuan sensed A Biao's appearance a long time ago, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him. Hearing A Biao's words, he said angrily: "I have already disturbed you."
"Ah, brother, you love to make jokes." After saying that he laughed twice, Yi Xuanxin said that he hadn't seen this person so shameless before, so he stopped talking.
Then Abiao chuckled twice, and saw that Yi Xuan ignored him, and then moved forward, "Brother, I have to tell you something, or my brother is afraid you will suffer."
Yi Xuan looked at the disgusting expression on his face, and said in his heart who you are going to be your elder brother, but when he hears something in his words, it’s not good to talk to him right away. He wants to listen first before speaking, so there is a puzzled expression on his face, and he is also here. Lean on the side.
A Biao smiled even more when he saw his face, and he was happily blooming: "I tell you, brother, you have to be careful of the black guy, he is not at ease. Just now, he went into the house..." A Biao In a low voice, I learned the matter of Hei Pi’s complaint with President Wang just now. Of course, there are also a lot of words about Hei Pi, which means that I will fight for Yi Xuan in front of President Wang, saying that Yi Xuan is definitely not. The kind of person who plays with girls' feelings.
Yi Xuan couldn’t help but feel amused. When did he know himself so well, and when did he feel so righteous, but I think he is highly regarded by President Wang, so I want to buy one with myself. Power is indeed a good thing. When he beat A Biao so badly, he didn't say that he was a little scared. But now it was just because President Wang liked him that he immediately changed his appearance. Compared with money power, pure force is so pale and weak.
However, what he said is somewhat useful to him. After all, he is now looking for the disparity between Hei Pi and Mr. Wang. What happened just now can be regarded as a cause, and... Yi Xuan looked at A Biao in front of him. Xin said that he had been distressed for not being able to find a suitable witness before. Now it seems that Abiao has seen the scene just now, but he will be a favorable witness in the future. As long as he believes that Hei Pi is at odds with Mr. Wang, then My own success rate has increased a lot. Thinking of this, Yi Xuan adjusted his expression and said, "Thank you Biao for reminding me. Are your fingers okay?"
"It's okay, it's already connected, but it's not the same as the original one." As he said, Brother Biao stretched out his hand to show Yi Xuan, Yi Xuan saw that although his finger was connected, he could tell that it had been broken. , There is still a little lump at the interface, it looks very uncomfortable, but he smiled and said: "The connection is good, you can't get it without a closer look."
"Really?" Brother Biao was very happy when he heard that, but then he thought of the embarrassing color on their previous faces: "Brother, before, it was brother who was wrong, don't bother you." His fingers Because this was broken, but at this moment, let Yi Xuan take care of it.
"Well, I still feel sorry for you, brother. At that time, I didn't expect Hei Pi to be so cruel, alas..." Yi Xuan said that the expression on his face was very regretful. One of them could act and the other could act. It makes the atmosphere very sad.